Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2007 16:19:00 -0800 (PST)
From: terry jeff
Subject: I Find A Big Brother chapter 6
After School and Tennis
By TerryJeff
November 2007(c)
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Jeff 13
Terry 19
Father 30+ (Bob)
Uncle 30+ (Paul)
Jeff looked me in the eyes and smiled "I was right" he murmured, "you
really are the brother God forgot to give me", then he was asleep in my
arms
Jeff Narrates....
I woke the next morning and I was alone in bed, I could here Terry
getting the breakfast, so I got up and showered,
Thinking what had happened between us, remembering his hands on my small
smooth young body, and his hot mouth on my hard boy cock I got dressed for
school and went down for breakfast. "Hey Big bro, don't forget I have
tennis after school, will ring you and let you know how I get on" i said
smiling at my big brother, "Then I guess I had better go home" I said in a
much quieter voice, "Yes you had little brother, but I want to hear from
you right after the games "K? "Sure thing Bro, Bye for now" I said going
out the door.
I was walking home after tennis, thinking "could things get better than
this", I had concentrated well at school and then won my tennis matches,
even the coach said I done good; even admired my new tennis gear. I was so
happy, I was just about to reach into my school bag for my cell phone when
a car pulled up beside me.
"Get in the car you little shit" I looked it was my dad and uncle, and
they looked pissed. "I said get in now you shit, or I'll get out and your
be sorry. I opened the door of the car and slid in the front passenger
seat. All of a sudden a hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head back
violently, "You were asked where you have been you fucking useless piece of
shit" said mt uncle yanking hard on my hair, I screamed in pain, "I have
been to a friends from school", I said.
"Go to Cannon creek wood" my uncle said to my father, " well see what
happens to shits that go away without asking".
My father drove as my uncle kept a tight grip on my hair. I was scared,
"Oh terry bro where are you" I thought, What was happening to me, my day
had been so good.
The car rolled to a stop in the woods, I could hear the river near
by,"Get out you fucking little shit" growled my uncle. He let go of my hair
and I got out of the car. I stood there shaking, "now you little whore boy
your going to please your daddy and uncle" my uncle said in his deep cruel
voice. "No uncle please don't" I begged, then I felt the fist hit my face
and I fell to the ground, then a foot crashed into my ribs, I cried out
with the pain. "Hey Bob, Look at all this new gear, bet the little shit
been selling his pussy for money" my uncle said to my father, "No uncle, my
friend loaned it to me" I tried to explain, He pulled me up by my pack,
pulled it off and threw it away, then grabbed the front of my new tennis
shirt and ripped it off, shredding it in the process. "OH yeah I bet, ! you
fucking lying piece of shit, You know what's going to happen now don't you
boy whore?" he snarled. With That he grabbed my shorts and ripped then down
tearing them, then pulled off my red briefs. grabbing my arm and twisting
it up my back slammed me into the car, I heard a crack and felt a searing
pain in my arm. "Hey Bob, get those pants down, you can fuck the shits
mouth as I fuck his boy cunt then we can swap and really fuck the Shit out
of this whore boy of yours" my uncle said laughing.
I looked back crying with the pain and saw my uncles big hard 7" cock
pointing at me, then I saw my fathers hard 6'5" cock with it's big veins
and swollen purple head coming at my face, then the searing pain, as I felt
my uncle force his way into my tight young boy hole with no preparation, I
opened my mouth to scream with the pain and my father rammed his thick cock
right into my small mouth the head forcing it's way into my small mouth, I
choked as he held it in there, and my uncle started to Pound in and out of
my tight dry sore boy hole. "Yeah fuck the boy whore, fuck that slutty
mouth hard Bob, fill it full of spunk," my uncle laughed. "You fuck that
tight cunt Paul pound the little shit hard, get him ready for his daddy" he
replied. I felt my uncles big hard cock plowing my sore boy hole as my
father forced his cock in and out of my small mouth. then I felt them both
stiffen and shoot into my mouth and hole at the same time.
I sobbed as I tried to swallow my dads thick spunk, my whole body wracked
with pain.they were both laughing and I heard my dad say " Hey Paul now you
have the shits hot mouth while I fuck the shit out of his boy cunt". they
swapped places and started all over again, My uncle pulled my hair, pulling
me onto his 7" cock forcing it into my tight small throat, I gagged, but he
held it in there laughing. I felt my father force his way into me and start
to plow my already sore tight little hole, they fucked me taking turns at
my mouth and my hole for what seemed like hours, then exhausted they
stopped. they threw me on the ground, I lay there sobbing, covered in spunk
and dirt. "Look at this piece of useless shit", my uncle sneered, "he looks
so foul and dirty lets clean the shit up a bit". I looked up and saw them
pointing their cocks at me, then I felt their hot smelly piss splashing
over my body, covering me in the foul smelling liquid. " come on let's get
out of here and get some drink, just leave this fucking Peace of stinking
shit here" I heard my uncle say to my father, then I heard the car door
close and they drove off.
I lay there in the dirt sobbing, my body hurt so much, my arm had
started to swell and throb and my ribs hurt every time I took a breath.
they were right, I was a worthless piece of shit, they had just proved
that, "what good was I to anyone"? I listened to the sound of the river,
between my sobs, "I can't go on any more, I just can't take more of this,
it's just not worth the effort" I though as I lay there covered in piss and
spunk, from two people who must really hate me so so much, " who could ever
love someone like me"? "It will be quick and peaceful" I though, " then, no
more pain".
"what was that noise?" a ringing sound, must be in my head, No it's a
phone," I thought thru the pain, I crawled to my schoolbag and pulled out
the phone Terry had given me, "yes" I sobbed.
Terry Narrates....
I had been worried for some time, Jeff had promised to call me after the
tennis match and let me know the results. As time went on I started to get
this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, why I don't know, I just felt
something was wrong.
I grabbed my phone and pressed auto dial for his number, it rang and rang
and rang for what seemed to be an eternity. Then this small voice sobbed,
"Yes"
"Jeff what's wrong? where are you? answer me Jeff it's Terry". A small
voice sobbed at the other end, "I can't go on any more bro, goodbye Terry"
'Jeff!! Jeff!!. what's happened"? I almost screamed into the phone feeling
sick way down in the pit of my stomach, "Where are you Jeff,? Tell me,
please Jeff"
"I can't take anymore Terry", this small lonely voice said at the other
end of the phone "Please forgive me big bro, but goodbye. "Jeff,! Jeff!
Please don't do it, please Jeff, I need you I screamed, I love you, I need
you in my life, please don't leave me, don't let them win Jeff, don't let
them have the satisfaction of beating you" Silence... "Jeff are you there?"
silence... "Jeff please tell me where you are, please my special little
brother, tell me". "cannon Creek wood, a faint small voice replied. "Don't
move Little one, I will be there in 5 minuets, please just wait for me,
stay on the phone,I am on my way to you, don't hang up Jeff, please don't
hang up ".
I rushed out the door and into my van and sped of in the direction of
Cannon Creek wood, my eyes filled with tears, listening to my little
brother sobbing on the phone, the sound of the river in the background.
Terrified of what I would find. hold on Jeff, hold on little brother, I'm
coming....
To be continued...
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